Chapter 297 – 29. Bitches (7)
Is it a flower or a fruit?
Anyway, the scent of the harem dominated my mind. Rom, who was already drunk unnecessarily, strode forward, remembering the juice candy he liked as a child. She added excitement in the hospitality of the three females who showed off their lewd off-white.
“Ah, bitches.”
These were the first words the baron uttered after closing the door. He, whose memories of how much he drank was lost after the toast at the dinner party, was unusually rough. It was because of his subconsciousness to live up to the expectations of the mother and daughter who always wanted him to commit violent acts.
“Are you satisfied, Mr. Seo?”
Two ladies and one young lady, each wearing a variety of uniquely colored underwear, were sensual just looking at them like that. Even the emperor could not easily enjoy the sight of three elegant beauties obediently looking forward to an affair.
“I’ll help you undress.”
The scent of a woman’s flesh stung her nostrils. Perhaps because of the influence of mixing with the man who was reborn as a relic, Orianne, Lucienne, and Henrietta’s bodies gradually matured to taste. Even so, it was only natural that he went backwards in time with the appearance that could be said to be cutthroat.
“Give the clothes to your aunt, Lucienne…”
Seeing a mother and daughter and her sisters intersecting and obeying a man made her lust soar. Even more so, isn’t the subject himself, not anyone else? The absurdly immoral reality thus created impulses that even drunkenness could not suppress.
Proof of this was the heavy bobbing of his cock as he undressed in a slow, sluggish motion.
The slim and muscular body also had a great effect of stealing attention, but it was nothing compared to the moment I lowered the bottom that was clinging to my groin. The three females were immediately fascinated when the dark red and thick penis appeared, giving off a terrible male body odor.
As if the pleasure imprinted on the base of instinct throbs deep in the womb, biting your lips and trembling, it was truly a negative picture.
“It’s hard to stand being rude.”
Rom, stunned, moved to the harem fireside. I brought a chair, probably because I wanted to have fun while relaxing around the fire. The backrest and armrests were filled with high-quality cotton, making them soft and luxurious.
“Come on, bitches.”
The first to respond to the call was, of course, Oriane. The lovely lady with the pretty braided blonde hair tapped her high-heeled shoes and approached her husband. The way her breasts and hips jiggled beautifully with each step was truly a masterpiece.
Next was Henrietta, who was hesitant as if she were unfamiliar with it. Her nervous expression was very evident, but she followed her brother’s precedent and showed her straight movements. She boasted everything from her strong silence followed to her slender legs, then stopped right in front of her.
Her last was a natural turn for her nephew. Thanks to this, the young and fresh female drew attention with a different gesture from the bold Aquitaine sisters. It was a arrogant and confident manner that induced the desire to violate and conquer.
“Kuh, that’s cool.”
In the midst of a jumble of drunkenness and warmth, the sight of dazzlingly beautiful women’s flair was truly heavenly. The three wives, who stood up straight and had facial expressions full of personality, placed their hands on their lower stomachs.
Heart, heart, more heart!
Her highest tribute, which as a wife can give to her husband, unfolded before her eyes. The grinning face of her enchanting outfit fueled her desire to rape her violently after snatching her hair right away. Of course, I had no choice but to avoid it because each and every process of this love affair was so sweet.
“Oriane, cheek.”
“Whoops, yes.”
It was necessary to leave out the steam a little. In that context, Rome, who clasped his large hand, summoned his wife who was standing next to him. Gently caressing the soft cheeks of the frontier lady who had her face down as she crouched down, slap!
“Slut, isn’t it good because it’s right?”
“It’s okay, it’s good…”
It was whipped with affectionate insults. Even so, far from losing her smile, he loved her very much in her delight. In addition, she did not forget her interest in the other two women.
“Now then, shall we hear what you have prepared for me?”
Amid the flickering flames of the fireplace, a faint glow danced. Henrietta and Lucienne nodded in a rather discreet manner in the room, where the intense heat lingered. While her brother and her mother were being beaten, she recited plans for the man she served as her husband.
“At first, I was going to introduce myself. Celebrating how precious you are to the three of us. I tried to whisper how to serve and obey with a clear and clear voice.”
“I tried to offer my lips one by one. We were going to fight over who was the female that pleased you the most. They say that mothers and aunts are mothers and aunts who are arrogant and don’t even know the subject, and that they are the best.”
“Competition is always secondary, the essence of which is to make you ecstatic foreplay…”
“Who doesn’t know that? It’s consciousness. It is an event for both mother and daughter to live as females belonging to you forever. So you can do anything The sky-like West will do its best to have fun playing with us.”
“Honestly, doing this in front of her sister or nephew is very unfamiliar and embarrassing…”
Just reciting the conspiracy made them excited. He let out a small, faint, excited breath, clearly in heat. It was to the point of secretly pressing the part of the womb or rubbing it up to the thighs.
“That’s it for now, I’ll explain the details later. Do you have any questions in particular?”
Before long, the lovely wives revealed their true colors.
“Hmm…”
In particular, even though she wasn’t drunk like me, Oriane, who was all over her face, seemed to be at her limit. Whenever I was lightly beaten up, my whole body longed for something more radical to be trimmed.
“What are those?”
Just exchanging pain is not a good thing. It’s important to make sure that your love for each other doesn’t change no matter what you do. Therefore, Rome, who had no reason to push his soft cheeks any longer, pointed to a table that stood out in the distance and asked.
“Things for tonight.”
“Okay? Try softening it up.”
“Rouju is an ordinary thing except for the various colors. If you want to leave marks on our lips, tell us anytime. I’ll paint it pretty as you decided and serve it as an eye candy.”
One was ordinary cosmetics. It was a tool that gave a strong personality to females who applied dyes of various colors.
“The stopper over there that looks like a gag was created by myself, but if you insert it into any hole, it glows softly and becomes transparent. When you look inside, there won’t be anything like that.”
The two were assistive devices imbued with magical power. It was a tool to open the inside of the mouth or vagina, which was difficult to see because it was dark.
“A magnifying glass allows you to see through and appreciate a space that you cannot see with the naked eye, such as a collection that you have owned for a long time, like the womb. Use that when you want to see your deep-cooked cum oozing out.”
Three were literal endoscopes. It was a tool that helped to closely examine the reactions of females, which are difficult to hide even if they do not.
“Anyway, a goal-striking bitch.”
Realizing Lucienne’s hobbies once again, Rome smirked. There were many other tools prepared, but now I wanted to try them myself rather than listen to explanations.
“You don’t need to hear more. After all, that’s not all.”
“Yes, there is also a plan for Lucienne and I to serve in the highest order.”
Oriane, who naturally stepped back behind her, immediately responded, realizing her husband’s intentions.
“With Oriane, I’m trying to show who is better at fucking the West…”
“It would be quite enjoyable to fawn over dancing and singing.”
Next, Henrietta and Lucienne each contributed a word.
“That’s right, don’t forget to play worship. We will also have time to respectfully serve Seo-Bang-nim by honoring everything.”
“For example, it is to keep in mind the fact that even the daring to say hello to a lowly cum-drainer sister to you, the Supreme Being, should be congratulated. Therefore, even in the moment of volunteering and dedication as usual, you must never let go of tension…”
“I hope you enjoy watching these bitches prostrate themselves after realizing that they are no more than dust on the soles of their feet.”
The coquetry of the three wives, the three females, and the three cockhouses continued even after that. Looking at their bodies in heat, to the point of embarrassing concealment every time they spoke, the erect object became more erect even after a considerable amount of time had passed.
“Okay, Mr. West?”
“You are like our sky…”
“Because the wives who only look at you will beg you.”
Well, the night was from now. Rome, who sat down in a comfortable position and looked at the women who were slowly kneeling, nodded. Each of them showed their differently curvy bodies under reddish lighting, while responding with a satisfied voice to the slowly groaning scenery.
“I will meet you with affection. Please pet Oriane, your wife’s wife…”
Madame Lemoang, to my own Orianne.
“I will take care of you with utmost care. Pamper Henrietta, my father’s bitch daughter…”
Madame LeBlanc, to my own Henrietta.
“I’ll be a bitch you can stomp on with pleasure, a jizz-ditch who only looks at you and harass her wife Lucienne with her mess…”
And to the cute young lady, my very own Lucienne.
“If you want.”
Any way, that’s fine.
